This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
An old casino,
Now extinct,
Was a place where bluffs would be dealt on a daily basis.
But this ain’t about it.
This story is about a boy,
Whose feelings were snatched by,
His sissies and friends,
But they couldn’t harm him.
He found a true friend,
In his grandfather,
Who wiped away all his pain.
Ironically, he later went on to become a casino owner,
But in that casino there were no bluffs allowed.
No one believed it,
But it was true.
Adios!
A privilege to sing,
Is a gift which many don’t have.
While those who do,
Many of them misuse to such an extent,
That they feel blissful in it.
Ah! They aren’t worthy of even being hypocrites.
A privilege to sing,
Is a true gift from God
And few develop it with hard work,
But most of it sounds as,
A fork being dragged on plate.
Its just crass.
A privilege to sing,
Makes many reach to the recording studios.
Where they do things,
But the true singing,
Lies within one’s own self,
As singing is a treasure,
Not a show of fluency or afluency,
It is for singing.
Adios!
An expression to smile,
To live,
To write.
An expression,
Means to create,
To be in sync with the creator’s creation,
His work,
His theme.
An expression,
Means to live whole heartedly,
To be free,
To express yourself in a proper manner.
An expression means,
An form of art,
Which fills your heart with bliss.
It is what you are.
As you express,
You live by it.
Adios!
The palette which belonged to an artist,
Was encrusted in silver.
The artist had got it made so,
As it was a gift from his mother.
The palette had two colour boxes,
Save the colour making chambers.
He kept in it two special colours mixed together each,
For a special day.
The colours were natural colours
And were a unique lot,
For they could be bought in a special sale which came for two days,
Twice a year.
Seeing the palette everyday,
Gave the artist inspiration to work more and more,
He stayed on with it and
Let beauty in the form of art flow from his hands.
The palette remained with him life long.
Adios!
Making every effort,
I found my old football.
Making every effort,
The boy won a scholarship.
The scholarship lasted for seven years.
During those seven years,
He studied much harder,
Building his career.
Making every effort,
A diamond cutter,
Cuts and gives finesse to a diamond.
Making every effort,
A man wins his journey
And happiness reigns.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 